Monday, December 31, 2007

A Year in Cakes

2007 was a good year, and it was full of celebration! This is a post of the cakes I made this year!


Valentine's Day -- Chocolate Cheesecake



Dad's Birthday -- Coca-Cola Chocolate CakeMom's Birthday -- Mocha CheesecakeCousin's Birthday -- Lemon Cheesecake

Susanna's Birthday -- Carrot Cake

David's Birthday --
Whipped Cream Orange Marmalade Cake
Happy New Year Everyone!

Monday, December 17, 2007

A LIVING Christmas Tree

I have been living in the Christmas Season for most of this year. Have you heard of Christmas in July? Well, it felt like that to me when my church choir pulled out the Christmas music to begin preparing for The Living Christmas Tree – a three day program that we performed this past weekend. It was a church program unlike any other I had ever participated in. I have a feeling many years will go by before the experience can be matched – if indeed it ever can.

You see, the performance was given on and around a 30 foot high Christmas Tree set complete with lights, greenery, music, and people. It was beautiful!

This is the season when we focus on the greatest gift that could ever be given, Jesus, and that is what we did this weekend.

“For God so loved the world, that he gave his only Son, that whoever believes in him should not perish but have eternal life. (John 3:16)”

Our Christmas program was a fun combination of popular and sacred Christmas music, and I was so glad that we were able to put on a “show” that shared the true meaning of Christmas and God’s love for His people. I was honored to participate in something that gave glory to God in the middle of this highly commercialized time of year.

As I mentioned before, we have been working on this music for a long time. The amazing thing is that the music never became old for me. For one thing, I never quite conquered the Hallelujah Chorus, but it was more than just that. The lyrics were never mere words; they are alive with His praise!

For instance, can the following words ever be old?

“Glory to the newborn King;
Peace on earth, mercy mild;
God and sinners reconciled!”

I don’t think so. It will always be amazing that God was so loving and merciful that He made a way for us – sinners – to be reconciled to Himself: an all holy, all just God.

The Christmas program was divided into three sections. Part one included about six Christmas songs presented from risers and steps in front of the tree. The music was fun and lighthearted.

Most of the singers filed out (including myself) at the beginning of part two and left a small group to sing a few more songs.

I took a few sips of much needed water before joining the rest of the Joy Bell Ringers to wait for our cue to reenter. It isn’t possible to express how much I enjoy bell choir. I've wanted to participate in a bell choir for several years, but I never thought it possible that my dream could come true. God had prepared this opportunity, and I am blessed weekly with the delightful bell music at our practices. It is a lot of work, but it is more than worth it to me. God is great!

My bell performance lasted 12 minutes or so, but it felt much faster than that. I wish it could have gone on and on.

As soon as the bells finished I rushed backstage to join the line of people climbing up into The Living Christmas Tree. The best part was yet to come!

My spot on the tree was the third layer from the bottom on the far right. The children sang a few songs while the tree was loaded, and after that the pastor shared the Christmas story of Jesus’ birth.

The next song was my favorite out of the entire program. My sister Susanna portrayed Mary in a trio with Gabriel and Joseph. It was hauntingly simple and beautiful. In it Gabriel tells Mary that she is to have a son – the Son of God Most High. She answers something like this:

I'm just a simple girl from a simple world.
Oh, angel, how can this be?

How can I have a child when I’m still a child?
Please tell me, how can this be?

I’m still a virgin. What will my parents say?
And what about Joseph? Can I really expect him to stay with me?

Oh, angel, I believe what you've said to me.
The Lord is with me.


Joseph enters and sings of the dream he had where he was told not to be afraid and go ahead with his marriage to Mary. The song ends with all three singing their parts and finalizing on, “The Lord is with you/me.” I love it!

The program begins in earnest now with six more choir songs and a full explanation of the gospel. Susanna dances during Mary, Did You Know. She dances; I pray. My prayer is that the Lord would move through her with His Spirit and touch people with His love. I was praying so hard – I almost forget to sing my “Oos” after the first solo part!

The Living Christmas Tree was a rewarding experience, and I praise God that my family was able to work together with our church this December to do something meaningful for our local community and the Kingdom of God. It was truly a family activity. My brother worked in the tech crew and helped film the program, and the rest of us sang.

Please pray that lost people would be impacted for God this Christmas season. Jesus is worthy to be praised!


Merry Christmas!

Monday, October 22, 2007

Crafting

Isn't it fun having friends over? My friend Katie Marie (from Pursuing the Mystery) was able to visit a few weeks ago, and we worked on a colorful sewing project together. Our original plan was to make skirts, but, after visiting the craft store and viewing the available fabrics, we decided to do something different.
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It was Katie who discovered the rack of soft organic cotton fabrics. The colors were deep and rich with a natural hue that soon captured Katie's attention. I looked around a while longer and almost selected fabrics to go with my quilt. In the end, I went with the organic cotton. Katie chose pink and brown; I went with blue and green.

The idea was to do a pieced quilted block pillow, so we went back to my house to peruse quilting books. Inspired by a picture in one of the books illustrating a skirt with large appliqued flowers, we decided to do something similar on our pillows.

We had so much fun making our pillows! We were unable to finish the project during Katie's visit, but we each made a good start, and I was able to finish mine yesterday.

My pillow is made of two large pink and blue flowers with three green leaves. I appliqued the pieces onto a brown background and added a blue border. I quilted it with scrap fabric and leftover batting from my quilt before attaching the blue back, stuffing the pillow, and sewing it shut. My first applique project was done!


Monday, October 15, 2007

Genealogy -- History at its Best

There are few things I enjoy more than sitting at an outdated computer in the basement of a library. I enjoy it even though the room is full of noisy people doing anything from studying to playing games. Why? Fascinating discoveries can be made in that little room.

I am a genealogist, and that means I look at history in a unique and personal way. Where were my ancestors during the colonial era, the 1850s or the World Wars? A lot of this information is now available online in the form of census records, draft registration cards, and other documents; of course, everything has its price.

That is where my local library helps out. I was amazed when I found that our library subscribes to the leading genealogy sources on the web. My face flushed with excitement when my first census record flashed on the screen – with my ancestor’s name on it!

Since those exciting first days I have learned many things about my family: where we came from, where we lived, what their occupations were, and how many children they had. I even discovered that there have been no idiots in my family line (thankfully, that box on the census was left unchecked).

The best day for a genealogist comes when a “new” ancestor can be positively identified. Solid documentation can link meaningless names to the family tree of men and women that make up the roots of my history, culture, and genetic makeup. That is the moment I relish.

My most exhilarating find was the day I followed clues left more than a century ago on the handwritten census records to discover the names, occupations, and nationality of two ancestors I had little hope of finding. Their son was William Moore, and I wasn’t sure there was any name more common than that – that is, until I found his father’s name: John Moore.

Of course, names and dates tell nothing about the personality of my predecessors. Who were the people whose names appear on my charts? What were their personalities, and what did they care about? Unfortunately, personal information like this is much harder to find than a simple name or birth date. In many cases it is impossible to go back further than your parents or grandparents. But that only makes information about my family’s personality and character all the more treasured.

Over the past few months I have used precious blogging time (that is the excuse part of the post) to work on several family projects that I will write more about later. It has been a joy to learn more about my family as I prepare the information to share with my parents, siblings, cousins, aunts and uncles. There is more to come!

Tuesday, September 11, 2007

Susanna's Testimony

My sister Susanna posted her testimony at her blog, My Father's Daughter. I encourage you to click this link and read how the Lord has worked through her life.

It was a gift of God that we were able to write our testimonies together as a complete family unit. They will be treasured for the rest of our lives! We all told the same story of God's great mercy -- yet with our different personalities and perspectives. Susanna's is a classic example of this. Her testimony of faith in Christ is rich with personality and vision.

Thank you, Susanna!

Thursday, August 30, 2007

My Father's Testimony

I hope you enjoy this testimony of faith in Christ from my father!

I, Robert Wayne Moore, have the confidence that if I were to die today, I would spend eternity in Heaven. “These things have I written unto you that believe on the name of the Son of God; that ye may know that ye have eternal life.” I John 5:13

If I were to die today and stand before God and He were to say to me, “Why should I let you into Heaven?” I would respond:

Jesus Christ paid the penalty for my sin through his death on the cross. I know that every single person has been born into sin, and sin is a crime against God who is perfectly holy. There is nothing good in me to offer to God. Jesus Christ gave Himself as the sacrifice to save me from God’s eternal wrath. By His grace, I am delivered from death. When I placed all my faith and confidence in Christ, I was born again – brought to new life with the Holy Spirit of God dwelling in me! God has raised Jesus from the dead, and Jesus is Lord.
As best I recall, this took place when I was a child in Tucson, Arizona. When I think about this important event, I remember:

…being raised in a Godly home by parents who were faithful to our local church. When the gospel was explained to me as a child, I knew I needed Christ. I remember learning to love God as my heavenly Father at an early age.
Since I received Christ, I can see God’s hand at work changing me and equipping me for His service in the following ways:

As a young person, God gave me a desire to worship and praise Him. Being called into Christian ministry is a thrill, and I want to see the nations praise Him! With the psalmist, I can say, “sing to the Lord, all the earth” (Psalm 96:1)
God’s hand in my life equips me to love my wife and to faithfully train my children to obey His Word.
I was scripturally baptized by my childhood pastor, Virgil Jones, at Flowing Wells Assembly of God, Tucson, Arizona, in 1968. He was a gentle man of God whose influence the Lord used to bring me to Christ. I am also grateful for the influence of my mother, whose godliness I will never forget, and my grandmother, who bowed her knees to pray for me every day of my life.

Wednesday, August 22, 2007

My Mother's Testimony

This is my mother's testimony.

I, Christina Marie Moore, have the confidence that if I were to die today, I would spend eternity in Heaven. “These things have I written unto you that believe on the name of the Son of God; that ye may know that ye have eternal life.” I John 5:13

If I were to die today and stand before God and He were to say to me, “Why should I let you into Heaven?” I would respond:

Because of your love for me, you made a way for me to be with you forever. I knew that sin was a problem and that it separated me from you. I was so happy to understand that Jesus took away my sins by nailing them to the cross. I believe that Jesus was raised from the dead after He won the victory over death and hell. Through Him, I can live and have victory too! I know that I belong to Jesus and have accepted Him as the Lord of my life. I’ve turned away from evil, and I’m now walking with the Lord.

As best I recall, this took place at my grandparents’ home in Troy, Missouri when I was nine years old. When I think about this important event, I remember:

...hearing the evangelist Billy Graham preach on television. I felt that I needed to pray and ask the Lord to forgive my sins and to trust Him for salvation.
Since I received Christ, I can see God’s hand at work changing me and equipping me for His service in the following ways:

As soon as I received the Lord, I noticed that I had a new love for my sister. I also had a desire to hear God’s Word and read it.
I was scripturally baptized at my other grandparents’ church in Holly Springs, Iowa in July, 1969.

Some of the people whom the Lord used to bring me to Christ were my parents and my grandparents.

Monday, August 20, 2007

David's Testimony

As I mentioned in my last post, my family recently worked together to write our Christian testimonies. My brother, David, has posted his testimony on his blog The Moore City News. It encouraged me as I read it, and I know you will enjoy it as well. Go check it out!


Sunday, August 12, 2007

Preamble to My Testimony

Hello, Everyone!
Wonderful things have been happening in my life and in the lives of my entire family. We had a refreshing vacation to see my Grandma over her birthday, and I went on a trip to the Rebelution Conference in Dallas with my friend Katie Marie and her mom and friends Rachel and Sarah. We had a great time, so I hope to post some of my notes later on.

My Family worked together this week to write our personal testimonies of faith in Jesus Christ. It was wonderful to spend several hours devoted solely to putting down on paper just what Jesus Christ means to me personally. Unlike a previous school essay where I wrote about who God is and what His attributes are (omniscient, omnipotent, etc), this time I wrote what He means to me personally.

It was amazing to read about the goodness of God and how He miraculously saved us -- me, my dad, mom, sister, and brother. These testimonies are demonstrations of his goodness and faithfulness. They will be a treasure for the rest of my life!

My testimony can't cover every aspect of God or what he means to me -- it is but a small piece of the puzzle. God is much bigger than anything that a mere human can write. He is Awesome.

Testomony posted below...

My Testimony

I, Elizabeth Ellen Moore, have the confidence that if I were to die today, I would spend eternity in heaven. “These things have I written unto you that believe on the name of the Son of God; that ye may know that ye have eternal life.” 1 John 5:13

If I were to die today and stand before God and He were to say to me, “Why should I let you into heaven?” I would respond: I have been bought with the saving blood of Jesus Christ. He loved me so much that he willingly paid the penalty for my sin. By His grace I have been made righteous through His death and resurrection. You are my Father, and I am a joint heir with your son Jesus. I love you and joyfully look forward to spending my eternity with you.

As best I recall, this took place among my family as a young child. When I think about this important event, I remember the loving instruction of my parents and the faith that came in my own life from watching them trust in the Lord. We had family devotions and Bible studies daily around the breakfast table and nightly prayers together before going to bed. My mother and father were always available to answer my questions, and they encouraged me to bring both my troubles and joys to God. Using the Bible, they taught me of my inherent sinfulness and the consequences of my actions – but also of the amazing love and grace of Jesus Christ. I grew to love the Lord and trust in His mercy. He became my Father.

Since I received Christ, I can see God’s hand at work changing me and equipping me for His service in the following ways: by molding my character, attitudes, and dreams to His will. My life has been given a purpose. I want to glorify and praise my Heavenly Father and live my entire life for Him. His Holy Spirit continues to convict me of sin, and I am growing daily to be more like Christ. The Bible says that I am His workmanship, created in Christ Jesus for good works, which God prepared beforehand, that I should walk in them. I want to do those things that God has prepared for me and do them entirely for His glory.

I was scripturally baptized by my father in our local congregation of believers as a sign of my new life in Jesus on November 20, 1994 – ten days before my 6th birthday. It has remained one of my fondest memories, and I will remember that day for the rest of my life. God is great!

Some of the people whom the Lord used to bring me to Christ are: my father Robert Wayne Moore Jr., my mother Christina Marie Moore, and my grandmother Jeanette Gray.

Thursday, July 12, 2007

My First Quilt

Last month marked a momentous occasion in my life. I finished my first quilt! It was an exciting project, and I was so happy when the last stitch was sewn. My creation was spread out on the bed for good practical use.

My quilt is slightly larger than twin size and was hand quilted. The piecing was (thankfully) done by machine.

My brother David helped take the pictures a few weeks ago. I wanted several outdoor shots, but the weather was not cooperating! It rained almost daily for weeks, and our yard was soaked. There was no way I wanted to take my quilt out in that water! A nice day finally came, and we were able to take our pictures. David also helped put this slideshow of pictures together. The song is entitled The Unbroken Thread and was written and performed by Molly Mason and Penny Nichols.


Wednesday, July 04, 2007

Patriotism

Are you patriotic? Do you love this country and the principles that our nation, The United States of America, was founded on? News Flash: you don’t have to agree with our nation’s current policies or applaud the actions of our political leaders.

What does it mean to be patriotic? Webster’s 1828 Dictionary defines patriotism as,

“Love of one’s country; the passion which aims to serve one’s country, either in defending it from invasion, or protecting its rights and maintaining its laws and institutions in vigor and purity. Patriotism is the characteristic of a good citizen, the noblest passion that animates a man in the character of a citizen.”
Were the men who signed the Declaration of Independence patriotic? Undoubtedly.

But did they agree with the current political forces in England? Absolutely not. They fought vigorously to protect their God given rights of freedom from tyranny and unequal treatment.

The signers of the Declaration of Independence were branded as traitors by the leaders of their Society – the British Parliament and King George III. Did that make them wrong to stand up for what they believed and adamantly oppose their King and Country? These men pledged their lives, fortunes, and sacred honor for what was considered a treasonous cause!

No, our Founding Fathers were not wrong. They were actively protecting their God given rights of life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness. They understood that it was their patriotic duty to defend their liberty and that of their posterity.

Samuel Adams, George Washington, John Adams, Thomas Jefferson, John Hancock, and the hundreds of forgotten patriots who stood up to the tyrannies of England had the obligation to disagree with (even throw off) their government when that government failed to defend Christian principles of liberty.

Likewise, it is our duty to continue the defense of liberty in the modern United States of America. The present assault against our basic liberties and freedom of conscience is subtle and has escalated gradually, but that only makes the attack more deadly. Our liberty is even being attacked in the name of “liberty!”

What are our rights? What is our freedom?

True freedom is not found in being allowed to do whatever we please. It is not found in violating nature’s laws or the Law of God. It is found in Jesus’ words in John 8,

“If you abide in my word, you are truly my disciples, and you will know the truth, and the truth will set you free. […] Truly, truly, I say to you, everyone who commits sin is a slave to sin. The slave does not remain in the house forever; the son remains forever. So if the Son sets you free, you will be free indeed.”
We have the God given liberty to obey Him and follow His Law. That is the best way to serve and defend our nation. Patriotism demands that we protect our rights and maintain its laws in vigor and purity. Don’t look to politicians and what is politically correct to determine what is patriotic.

It is the responsibility of every patriotic citizen of the United States to use critically thinking minds and be true to the Christian principles that gave birth to this nation. Loyalty to God comes before loyalty to Government. Only then can we be truly patriotic.

Monday, May 21, 2007

Mother

I know this is a little late, but who said that that you can only be thankful towards your mother at Mother’s Day?

My mother and I have always enjoyed doing things together. She is my dearest friend and has always been my teacher, playmate, and dear mommy. We scrapbook, stamp cards, talk, drink tea, and read together.

Mom has always been my loving teacher. I can remember jumping on the trampoline as I shouted out the letters of the alphabet and sitting beside her as she pointed out new words for me to pronounce. She listened patiently as I learned to spell sat, mat, and cat, and she carefully explained the silent “e” and other mysteries of the English language.

Mom wasn’t the best reader as a child, but the Lord helped her overcome her difficulties, and she now has a great love of the Holy Bible. She spends much time everyday meditating on the Word of God. She is an inspiration as I strive to form steady Bible habits of my own.
Some of my fondest memories include the times my brother, sister, and I would sit around the table after a lunch of steaming Irish oatmeal and listen to my mother read The Long Winter, Little House on the Prairie, and other books by Laura Ingalls Wilder. She made the stories alive for us, and we were always disappointed when it was time to put the book away.

Both of my parents taught me to love reading. They spent hours reading with me, and it was always a treat to go to the library. I was inspired by the many books they gave me (many of them were the antique children’s classics that I still cherish today), and they planted the dream that someday I could write books like them.

In recent years Mom and I have rediscovered our love of reading together. She reads to me occasionally, but I now take over the majority of the reading while she works on her scrapbooks or relaxes with a cup of coffee. I try to make the reading come alive for both of us and give each character’s voice distinctive qualities that are easily recognizable (I don’t know how well I succeed at this).

Some of the books that we have read include:
  • A Little Swiss Boy (Vinzi) by Johanna Spyri

  • Most of the Anne of Green Gables series by Lucy Maud Montgomery

  • Little Women by Louisa May Alcott

  • Pride ad Prejudice by Jane Austen

  • Get Out of that Pit by Beth Moore

  • A Girl of the Limberlost by Gene Stratton Porter

  • Emma by Jane Austen

We love being together and can talk for hours. My mother is my best friend (along with my dad, sister, and brother). She is a treasure, and I am so glad that God placed me in her life and gave us the special bond of mother and child. She inspires me, comforts me, and builds me up. I can only hope that in the coming years I will be as much of a blessing to her as she has always been to be.

I love you, Mom!

Mother's Day Lunch

My brother and I helped my sister Susanna prepare a special Mother's Day lunch for my mom last week. It was delicious with tea, fresh fruit, and scones with jam and whipped cream.

Coming Soon!
I am writing a post about my mother and the fun stuff we like to do together!

Tuesday, May 01, 2007

Multimedia Presentation

I have been so busy living life that I haven’t had time to write about life – or anything else for that matter. Study.Quiet has been much too quiet lately, and other things have been neglected too. My journal feels abandoned. Letters haven’t been written. Deadlines have been missed.

What have I been up to? Well, I would like to share some of it – but I haven’t the time now. The short version would sound something like this: music, more music, and a fast approaching deadline on a family project I am working on.

So, until I can put a lot of my blog post ideas onto paper (or screen) go check out the multimedia presentation my brother David put together at The Moore City News. It shows pictures of our unique music festival experience this year. It was a challenge; trial after trial assaulted us, but we were continually reminded of the faithfulness and goodness of God. No problem is too great that he cannot overcome it.

Musical note: we performed a recorder solo (David), recorder duet (both of us), recorder trio (both of us and one friend), and recorder quartet (both of us and two friends.) David also sang in a vocal ensemble.

Wednesday, April 18, 2007

Protector

God is our protector and shield. He is our ever present help in trouble. He is always with us, and He has given his angels charge over us to keep us in all our ways.

How many times have you heard this? A lot? So have I, and I believe every word of it. God gave us these promises in His divinely inspired Word. It is completely true. We can count on it.

Despite all this head knowledge, however, do you become accustomed to the goodness of God? Is His protection something we have taken for granted? Do you thank your Heavenly Father for His protection simply because you have heard it in prayer so many times that it rattles off your tongue?

It is too easy to become relaxed and ungrateful.

I woke up this week.

It happened fast, and the danger was past before I had time to pray or think. It was almost over before I knew there was any danger. Let me explain.

I enjoy riding my bike, and I combine cycling with my newspaper delivery job six days a week. My route has become a special time of consideration, prayer, and, on occasion, singing praise songs to God. My songs are never loud or technically difficult. They may not always be real songs. Words are changed around, new lyrics are tacked on to familiar melodies, or common words might be given a new tune. I have fun, and even when my voice is tired or strained, it can be hard to stop once I begin!

On this particular day I was singing words like:

You are my Protector
You are my Shield
My Heavenly Father
My Guardian and Protector

It isn’t poetical, but it was heart felt. As I alternated between humming and singing – all the time tossing newspapers unto one porch after another – the word Protector kept coming up. It wasn’t intentional. I was only half thinking about it. Other words would break up the monotony, but Protector kept coming to my mind and tongue.

I turned onto an alley and headed toward my next street. A sharp turn came – the same turn I have gone around hundreds of times before. An almost new privacy fence shielded my view of the way ahead. I was going fast. This was an opportunity to shave a few seconds off of my time. Tea and a book awaited me at home. The wind was rustling the trees. I couldn’t hear.

Bam. A truck jammed on the breaks just yards in front of me. My bike veered to the side of the alley and narrowly missed hitting the heavy pickup truck head on. We had both reached the turn at almost the same moment. Neither of us had been able to see the other.

I steered my bicycle around the truck. He continued driving. I rode a few feet before stopping – the delayed reaction of my near miss overcoming me as I sat there in the middle of the alley. The realization of how close I had come to severe injury – possibly even death -- dawned on me. The natural response was a deeply felt prayer of thanksgiving.

"Lord, I was singing earlier about how you are my Protector. I did mean it, and you were more than faithful. Thank you for protecting me. Thank you for keeping me safe."

You see, I believe we are in danger more often than even we know. How many times has something similar to my story happened to you? I am sure we can all think of times that something terrible almost happened – but it didn’t. God is great! He is our Protector and Shield. Trust Him. Praise Him. He is worthy of all honor and praise. I will keep singing! What about you?

For he will command his angels concerning you
to guard you in all your ways.
On their hands they will bear you up,
lest you strike your foot against a stone.
You will tread on the lion and the adder;
the young lion and the serpent you will trample underfoot.

“Because he holds fast to me in love, I will deliver him;

I will protect him, because he knows my name.
When he calls to me, I will answer him;
I will be with him in trouble;
I will rescue him and honor him.
With long life I will satisfy him
and show him my salvation.”

Psalm 91:11-16

Read the rest of Psalm 91! It is so encouraging!

Sunday, April 08, 2007

He is Alive!


He is risen!
He is risen indeed!

The picture was taken at our church Easter Pageant.

Friday, April 06, 2007

His Sacrifice


Now as they were eating, Jesus took bread, and after blessing it broke it and gave it to the disciples, and said, “Take, eat; this is my body.” And he took a cup, and when he had given thanks he gave it to them, saying, “Drink of it, all of you, for this is my blood of the covenant, which is poured out for many for the forgiveness of sins. I tell you I will not drink again of this fruit of the vine until that day when I drink it new with you in my Father's kingdom.”
Matthew 26:26-29

"Surely he has borne our griefs
and carried our sorrows;
yet we esteemed him stricken,
smitten by God, and afflicted.
But he was wounded for our transgressions;
he was crushed for our iniquities;
upon him was the chastisement that brought us peace,
and with his stripes we are healed.
All we like sheep have gone astray;
we have turned—every one—to his own way;
and the Lord has laid on him
the iniquity of us all."
Isaiah 53:4-6

Read the rest of Isaiah 53. It is all so good that I wanted to post all of it!

I took this picture of the Lord's Supper last week at our Easter Pageant.

Sunday, April 01, 2007

Palm Sunday


So they took branches of palm trees and went out to meet him, crying out, “Hosanna! Blessed is he who comes in the name of the Lord, even the King of Israel!”

John 12:13

The pictures were taken this week at the annual Easter Pageant put on by my church. My sister Susanna is in the top photo. I like to think that she is playing the part of the biblical Susanna – a follower of Jesus Christ.

Saturday, March 24, 2007

Casting Anxieties

1 Peter 5:6-11 Humble yourselves, therefore, under the mighty hand of God so that at the proper time he may exalt you, casting all your anxieties on him, because he cares for you. Be sober-minded; be watchful. Your adversary the devil prowls around like a roaring lion, seeking someone to devour. Resist him, firm in your faith, knowing that the same kinds of suffering are being experienced by your brotherhood throughout the world. And after you have suffered a little while, the God of all grace, who has called you to his eternal glory in Christ, will himself restore, confirm, strengthen, and establish you. To him be the dominion forever and ever. Amen.

Thursday, March 08, 2007

Delete!

I deleted approximately 45% of the comments Study.Quiet received during the past month.

Shocked? Don’t be. Many comments deserve to be smothered before people have a chance to read them.

Don’t worry -- if you are reading this, they weren’t your comments. Comments have never been my goal, but it is a blessing to receive input from real people who have actually benefited from Study.Quiet. I do not appreciate comments from Mr. Anonymous – the unknown personage who flatters without sincerity and leaves me the “present” of a long list of links that would be an embarrassment on any Christian site.

Anonymous does not read or appreciate my blog posts. He simply pastes and posts the same generic list of worthless links over and over again on hundreds of blogs with the hope that his “littering” will generate more hits on his own websites. I don’t like it.

Many of you have probably undergone similar problems. Some of you have enabled comment moderation or word verification. That doesn’t sound like a bad idea right now. Who wants to delete comments everyday? Let us hope that Mr. Anonymous is lazy and won’t take the time to punch in the random letters.

Does any of this look familiar (minus the links)?

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“What a great site”

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“Looking for information and found it at this great site..”

I hope word verification will put a halt to the flattering – but meaningless – comments. Have any of you had problems with “fake comments?”

“For Whoever desires to love life and see good days, let him keep his tongue from evil and his lips from speaking deceit; let him turn away from evil and do good; let him seek peace and pursue it”. 1 Peter 3:10-11

Saturday, March 03, 2007

A Visit with Kait and Kate

I have felt exhausted all week, but I think that I am finally recuperating from the exciting trip I took last Sunday. I met Katie Marie from Pursuing the Mystery and Kaitlin from Mission Amare! It was an amazing time of tea, games, talking, and even more talking. You would never believe all the ground we covered in our conversations. I left exhilarated, encouraged, and – wiped out. I think I slept most of the way home the next day! It was all worth it, and I would turn right around and do it again. We had so much fun!

The picture at the top of this post is one of my favorites from the trip. I borrowed it from Kaitlin's post at Mission Amare, and it was taken by Katie's sister Ellen.Kaitlin took a picture of Katie......While Katie was taking a picture of Kaitlin!This is Katie and Elizabeth (me) at our lovely table of tea, biscuits, mints, and jelly beans. Can you tell that we took lots of pictures?

Oklahoma -- Home Sweet State

Thursday, March 01, 2007

Needless Worrisome Worries

Thirty minutes of irritation or worry use as much energy as eight hours of actual work.”
The Ethel Cotton Course In Conversation (1962 Edition)

"For I know the plans I have for you, declares the Lord, plans for welfare (or peace) and not for evil, to give you a future and a hope."
Jeremiah 29:11

“Therefore I tell you, do not be anxious about your life, what you will eat or what you will drink, nor about your body, what you will put on. Is not life more than food, and the body more than clothing?"
Matthew 6:25

“For we are his workmanship, created in Christ Jesus for good works, which God prepared beforehand, that we should walk in them.”
Ephesians 2:10

"Humble yourselves, therefore, under the mighty hand of God so that at the proper time he may exalt you, casting all your anxieties on him, because he cares for you. Be sober-minded; be watchful. Your adversary the devil prowls around like a roaring lion, seeking someone to devour. Resist him, firm in your faith, knowing that the same kinds of suffering are being experienced by your brotherhood throughout the world. And after you have suffered a little while, the God of all grace, who has called you to his eternal glory in Christ, will himself restore, confirm, strengthen, and establish you. To him be the dominion forever and ever. Amen." 1 Peter 5:6-11

"Grace to you and peace from God our Father and the Lord Jesus Christ." Ephesians 1:2

Thursday, February 22, 2007

Washington: Christian, Not Deist


President George Washington was a courageous military and political leader. He used intelligence, bravery, and wisdom to accomplish great things as both a general leading the colonists to independence and as the first president of the United States of America.

Above all else George Washington was a dedicated Christian. While his accomplishments as a soldier on the field have been acclaimed by Americans throughout our history, his Christianity and belief in Jesus Christ has been downplayed and misrepresented.

So today, on our first president’s 275th birthday, I was uplifted by Dr. Albert Mohler’s President’s Day post entitled George Washington's God. I encourage you all to read it. It is both interesting and educational. Don’t be deceived by today’s secular representation of George Washington!

Additionally, my father has returned from his long blogging hiatus with a post of thankfulness at his blog on the doorposts. Check it out!

Sunday, February 18, 2007

"In This Temple..."


The following words are found engraved in a building that looks like a Greek or Roman temple: the Lincoln Memorial.

"In this temple, as in the hearts of the people for whom he saved the Union, the memory of Abraham Lincoln is enshrined forever."


Webster's 1828 Dictionary gives the following definition of temple.

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TEM'PLE, n. [L. templum.]

1. A public edifice erected in honor of some deity. Among pagans, a building erected to some pretended deity, and in which the people assembled to worship. Originally, temples were open places, as the Stonehenge in England. In Rome, some of the temples were open, and called sacella; others were roofed, and called oedes. The most celebrated of the ancient pagan temples were that of Belus in Babylon, that of Vulcan at Memphis, that of Jupiter at Thebes, that of Diana at Ephesus, that of Apollo in Miletus,that of Jupiter Olympius in Athens, and that of Apollo at Delphi. The most celebrated and magnificent temple erected to the true God, was that built by Solomon in Jerusalem.

In Scripture, the tabernacle is sometimes called by this name. 1 Sam. 1-3.

2. A church; an edifice erected among christians as a place of public worship.

Can he whose life is a perpetual insult to the authority of God, enter with any pleasure a temple consecrated to devotion and sanctified by prayer?

3. A place in which the divine presence specially resides; the church as a collective body. Eph.2.

4. In England,the Temples are two inns of court, thus called because anciently the dwellings of the knights Templars. They are called the Inner and the Middle Temple.

Is it just me, or does this bother you?

Wednesday, February 14, 2007

No Greater Love


Greater love has no one than this,

that someone lay down his life for his friends.

John 15:13



“For God so loved the world,

that he gave his only Son,

that whoever believes in him should not perish

but have eternal life.

John 3:16


Happy Valentine's Day!

Tuesday, February 06, 2007

When Dreams Come True

I read a wonderful book last week. Husband and wife writing team Eric and Leslie Ludy wrote When Dreams Come True as the story of their own courtship and the transformation that God worked in both of their hearts as he prepared them for a Christ-honoring marriage.

When trying to summarize When Dreams Come True the one word that comes to my mind is, “Wow!”

God’s grace is amazing. He took two young people that had not honored him in the area of their relationships and covered them with his forgiveness. He redeemed them, gave them a new beginning, and orchestrated a beautiful love story for them unlike any other. I was awed, amazed at the goodness of God.

When Dreams Come True reminded me again of the everlasting forgiveness and love of my Heavenly Father. It is never too late to begin anew. All that is required for a clear slate is to repent before God and surrender our own plans to Him.

Who is pure? Who is without sin? Without God, we are all imperfect wretches with no hope. I love the verse in Ephesians 2 that says, “But God…”

Without God we are nothing. Without God our lives are ruined by selfishness and impurity.

“But God…” There is hope for tomorrow! We have become the righteousness of God in Christ Jesus! (2 Corinthians 5:21)

The story of Eric and Leslie Ludy shows with startling clarity that our mistakes are of the past; they are erased. God grants full forgiveness, and we can start over.

I strongly recommend When Dreams Come True. It is a beautiful story, and it is infused with the love and forgiveness of God. He cares!

Thank you, Becca, for sending me this inspiring book!

How many of you have read this book, and what did you think about it?

Sunday, January 28, 2007

Kaitlin's Journaling

I love journaling, and it is always enjoyable and enlightening to read about other people's writing habits. There are so many ways that we can grow in our writing and continue to bring glory to God.

Kaitlin from Mission Amare brings a fresh perspective in her posts on the subject of Forgetting to Remember. Part One dealt with daydreaming and the importance of writing things down, and Part Two focuses on journaling and the inconsistencies we all face.

It was especially interesting to hear about Kaitlin's first diary, as I could completely relate. My journal didn't have a key, and that only compounded the problem.

Go take a look at her recent post!

Thursday, January 25, 2007

The Stop Owns Santa

What is wrong with this sign? You guessed it – the artist made a punctuation mistake, and this easygoing yard decorator didn’t even notice.

I found the sign in my neighborhood, and it reminded me of Lynn Truss’ book Eats, Shoots and Leaves. Truss would have stuck a “The Panda Says No!” sticker on the wayward apostrophe – but I just took a picture.